45. I am Clumsy

My mother says that I am clumsy. My father says that I am clumsy. I know that I am clumsy. I do things all the time that are clumsy. I fall down for no reason (1) at all.

If there is a crack in the sidewalk, I will be sure to trip on it and fall down. If I carry a plate of food in the cafeteria (2), I almost always either drop it or bump into someone with it. I don't try (3) to do these things, it just happens.

When I drink juice, I miss my mouth and get juice all over my shirt. I always have something spilled (4) on my clothes. Last week I opened a jar of peanut butter. The jar flew out of my hands (5) and landed upside down on the floor. There was a big glob of peanut butter on the floor.

Yesterday I knocked over the sugar bowl. There was a big sticky (6) mess on the floor. I bump my head when I get into the car. I rip my pants on things. I lose my money (7) out of my pockets. I step on the cat's tail.

I always feel bad (8) when I do that because the cat thinks I don't love her. I don't mean to do these things. I am just a clumsy person. My parents tell me to slow down (9). I am always in a hurry; maybe that's why I'm so clumsy.

Maybe it's just a stage that I am going through. If it is, I hope it is over soon. Being clumsy (10) is no fun at all.